碧窗斜月蔼深晖，愁听寒螀泪湿衣。<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /> 梦里分明见关塞，不知何路向金微。
Boudoir Thoughts in Autumn （1） Zhang Zhongsu On the green-gauzed window the moon casts its fading glow; The shrill sound of cicadas fills the air, while tears wet her clothes. “In my dream the frontier passes were oh, so clear! But which road led to Jinwei I did not know.” |
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